Chapter 150: Chapter 150

The spectators on the scene couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. A person of the True Martial Second Realm has actually mastered the Triple Sword Force; such talent is too formidable. Perhaps, this person truly has the capability to defeat Hei Feng.

However, what these people didn't know was that Zhao Letian had already mastered the Four Layers Sword Force. He simply did not want to show off too astonishingly, so he didn't exhibit his full strength. Moreover, to deal with Hei Feng, the Triple Sword Force was sufficient. Deliberately suppressing his power level could serve the purpose of training; otherwise, simply crushing Hei Feng outright would be meaningless.

"Triple Sword Force? Hmph, kid, no wonder you dare to step onto the stage. However, your cultivation is one level lower than mine, and moreover, I have comprehended the Wind Force; my speed is faster than yours. Your sword will not even touch me, but I can kill you slice by slice," Hei Feng suddenly exclaimed with a serious look in his eyes.

Sword Cultivators are inherently powerful, and a Sword Cultivator who has comprehended the Triple Sword Force is even more formidable. Zhao Letian poses a threat to him, but the overconfident Hei Feng still believes that he can kill Zhao Letian with his own cultivation level.

"Your nonsense is a bit too much, Dragon Roar Nine Sword, slash!"

Zhao Letian, showing impatience in his eyes, shouted coldly and casually unleashed a sword radiance towards Hei Feng.

"Good power, but unfortunately, it's too slow. Die."

Hei Feng's pupils shrank. Not daring to be careless, he immediately used the Double Wind Force, moved as swift as the wind, quickly dodged Zhao Letian's sword radiance, and simultaneously slashed at Zhao Letian.

"Demon Suppression Seal."

Zhao Letian stood still, neither dodging nor evading, and struck out with a palm seal, blasting at the approaching Hei Feng.

"Such a strong Palm Seal."

Hei Feng was repelled by the palm, the terrifying power in that palm seal causing his hand to tingle and the longsword in his hand to tremble.

"Is this all the strength you have? Too disappointing." Zhao Letian's eyebrows slightly furrowed, his eyes revealing a hint of disappointment. Even with his strength suppressed, standing still, Hei Feng seemed unable to pose a threat to him, and thus was unable to fulfill the purpose of his training.

"Hmph! Don't be complacent yet, Ghost Shadow Slash, kill!"

Hei Feng's face turned grim, he snorted coldly, and his figure suddenly disappeared, as if completely merging into the darkness.

Zhao Letian was stronger than he had anticipated; he must bring out his ace to possibly win.

"Oh? Shadow Killing Technique? Interesting, let's continue this game." Zhao Letian was slightly startled, only then did he raise a bit of interest.

The so-called Shadow Killing Technique is a type of martial technique specifically used for assassination. This Ghost Shadow Slash is one of them. It allows a Martial Artist to appear and disappear unpredictably, mysteriously striking at the enemy. This was also the first time Zhao Letian encountered such a martial technique, and he had to be careful in dealing with it.

At that moment, the vanished Hei Feng suddenly appeared in Zhao Letian's shadow, the cold blade gleaming as it directly stabbed towards the heart in his back, aiming to take Zhao Letian's life in a single strike.

Zhao Letian snorted coldly, flicking his wrist, directing the longsword in his hand behind his back, precisely blocking the incoming saber attack.

"Is it that simple? Kill!"

Hei Feng sneered coldly, his figure suddenly vanishing into Zhao Letian's shadow, and the next moment, he reappeared in front of Zhao Letian. The blade's light flashed, swiping directly toward his throat.

This strike was utterly unexpected. Zhao Letian also didn't understand how Hei Feng could suddenly move from behind him to his front so swiftly. Caught off guard, a strand of his temple hair was slashed off by Hei Feng's saber, causing him to break out in a cold sweat. Luckily, his physical strength was formidable and his reaction speed astonishing. Leaning to the side, he narrowly dodged the attack.

"Impossible! How could you dodge that?" Hei Feng's eyes revealed an incredulous look as he spoke in frustration. He had thought that this lethal strike would surely kill Zhao Letian, yet unexpectedly it only left behind a strand of his hair. Part of a series hosted by My Virtual Library Empire (MV&LEMP&YR).

"Not bad, managing to cut off a strand of my temple hair is something to be proud of. Your performance doesn't disappoint me, keep going, again." After dodging the deadly strike, Zhao Letian was unexpectedly thrilled rather than scared. At that most dangerous moment, he vaguely felt he had touched upon the opportunity to break through the True Martial Third Realm, but the attack wasn't risky enough. He needed a greater external stimulus.

"Damn it, I refuse to believe I can't kill you. I want to see how many more strikes you can dodge." Hei Feng gritted his teeth in anger. He had already played all his cards, yet he still couldn't kill a mere second realm Martial Artist, which made him feel humiliated as if losing face in front of others. He was determined to kill Zhao Letian to regain his honor.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ..."

Following that, Hei Feng wielded the saber, using the Ghost Shadow Slash, blending continuously into the surrounding darkness, striking unexpectedly from various angles, attempting to assassinate Zhao Letian frenetically.

To outsiders, it appeared that Zhao Letian was indeed unable to keep up with Hei Feng's speed, forcing him to stay stationary and continuously take hits.

Initially, Hei Feng thought the same, but after attacking for a while, he finally realized Zhao Letian wasn't just failing to dodge; rather, he didn't even intend to avoid the attacks. Seemingly, Zhao Letian was using his attacks for training; Hei Feng had become Zhao Letian's sparring partner.

However, even realizing this harsh reality, Hei Feng couldn't stop attacking Zhao Letian. After all, on this platform where life and death were not in one's own hands, even if he wanted to give up and flee, he couldn't. His only option was to find a way to kill Zhao Letian.

"What is the young master doing? Why hasn't he dealt with this Hei Feng yet?" On the spectator stands, Qin Hai frowned, growing impatient. He knew, with Zhao Letian's strength, dealing with Hei Feng should be effortless and shouldn't be delayed this long.

"The young master knows what he's doing, we shouldn't worry unnecessarily, just wait to collect the Primordial Stones," said Da Hu nonchalantly.

On the platform, as the battle continued, the excitement in Zhao Letian's eyes gradually faded. Perhaps because he was mentally prepared, aside from the very first strike, Hei Feng's subsequent attacks no longer gave him the thrilling sensation of being close to death, and thus he also couldn't touch the opportunity for any breakthrough.

"Alright, you have tried your best, now scram."

Feeling that Hei Feng had completely lost his value, Zhao Letian flipped his hand using the Demon Suppression Seal, directly blasting Hei Feng who spewed fresh blood and flew backward, harshly smashing into the Array Formation Light Shield at the edge of the platform.

Witnessing this scene, the crowd was instantly stunned. What had happened? How could Hei Feng, who had been seemingly "on the upper hand," suddenly become so easy to defeat by a casual palm strike from Zhao Letian?

"So this is your real strength? Why didn't you kill me?" Struggling to his feet, Hei Feng wiped the blood from his lips, a look of despair in his eyes. Although Zhao Letian didn't kill him, that palm strike had shattered his Qi Sea, ruining his cultivation. From now on, he would live a humiliating life, worse than death, like a dog.